Puck Me
Chester: I’m struggling. Really fucking struggling with life right now.
I used to be a top NHL player- the world was at my feet. I had everything I ever wanted including the game that I love.
Ever since that day. That accident. That injury. Nothing has ever been the same. The doctors say I will never play again. How am I supposed to live with that?
My new psychiatrist Dr. Storm Harris, wants to keep me in hospital. I’m a risk to myself apparently.
He might be just about the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, but I’m not staying in hospital, not for anyone.
Storm: I always wanted to be a psychiatrist.
People’s minds fascinate me. To be able to help people and keep them from the dark edge, is something I consider an honor.
My new patient is the NHL star Chester Russo with a career ending injury.
The very angry, depressed, bitter NHL star Chester Russo.
The very beautiful, very sexy, yet very troubled NHL star Chester Russo.
I’m starting to feel things for him that go way beyond the professional.
Can I work with him knowing how I’m starting to feel about him inside?
The way he looks at me is melting my professionalism by the day.
What on earth am I going to do?
Pages
- Page 1
- Page 2
- Page 3
- Page 4
- Page 5
- Page 6
- Page 7
- Page 8
- Page 9
- Page 10
- Page 11
- Page 12
- Page 13
- Page 14
- Page 15
- Page 16
- Page 17
- Page 18
- Page 19
- Page 20
- Page 21
- Page 22
- Page 23
- Page 24
- Page 25
- Page 26
- Page 27
- Page 28
- Page 29
- Page 30
- Page 31
- Page 32
- Page 33
- Page 34
- Page 35
- Page 36
- Page 37
- Page 38
- Page 39
- Page 40
- Page 41
- Page 42
- Page 43
- Page 44
- Page 45